The game started with a 10,000-fold increase. I am really invincible. Chapter 154

Yang Liu's enemy is Young Master Qiansheng.

A recognized top powerhouse.

It can be said that revenge is hopeless.

Looking at the bitter world, there is almost no one who can defeat Young Master Qiansheng in a one-on-one fight!

But there is an exception!

That is the Tang family's prince!

The three of them sat on the back of the golden-patterned white tiger.

"Roar!"

It roared to the sky, rolled up the clouds and ran away quickly. The power of the holy beast swept across thousands of miles.

It attracted the attention of the warriors in the Meteorite Imperial City.

I saw a huge white tiger flying in the sky.

The three people on the tiger's back were even more like fairies.

"White tiger... Golden-patterned white tiger! It's the Tang family's prince!"

Someone screamed.

The sacred beast golden-patterned white tiger is the signature of the Tang family's prince, who doesn't know it.

"No wonder the Tang family didn't see the prince when they came just now. It turns out that he had come a long time ago!"

"Uh, the person sitting behind him seems to be Saint Baile!"

"Not seems, but Saint Baile. It turns out that the mysterious man who blew up Baile Tower that day and played the piano is actually the prince of the Tang family!"

"My God, is the prince of the Tang family so good at playing the piano? What else can't he do?"

"Such a god, but some people say that he is not a match for Master Qiansheng. What a joke!"

"..."

Countless exclamations, envy, and admiration sounded.

Many warriors had extremely fiery eyes, looking at the back of the flying figure, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

...

At this time!

In front of the imperial palace!

It was already crowded with people!

There were hundreds of seats here.

The people sitting on them were all the masters of the top forces and peerless strongmen.

Suddenly, a green stream of light broke through the air.

Boom!

Amid the sonic boom, a strong wind blew.

The green light turned into a huge blue bird.

Two figures fell side by side from the sky.

The man wore green clothes, carried a long sword, and looked indifferent.

The woman wore purple clothes, carried a guqin, and looked arrogant.

"Emperor Sect Qicai Yuntian!"

The leader of a powerful force blurted out the name.

It can be compared with the Wannian Dynasty and the Wandai Family.

Wanzai Sect!

Qicai Yuntian!

After enduring for countless years, it finally reappeared in the world.

Qinghong Saint Son!

Zikui Saint Girl!

The two peerless geniuses stood proudly, and their powerful momentum shocked the whole audience.

The only shortcoming was that Zikui's expression was still not very good.

Although the physical injuries were healed.

But there was still a bit of haze in her heart.

After all, she was scared and took out the space transmission talisman to escape.

It is a lifelong shame.

The leaders of all the forces are old foxes, how could they not know about Baile Tower.

But none of them mentioned it.

It was as if this incident had never happened.

"That guy will definitely come, and I will crush him to ashes with my own hands when the time comes!"

Saint Zikui gritted her teeth and said.

Her eyes kept scanning the crowd, trying to find Tang Xuan's figure.

"Don't worry, as long as he comes, his name will be written in the Book of Hell!"

Saint Qinghong said lightly.

While talking, a golden dragon broke through the air, and another powerful force came.

"Hey, people from the Golden Dragon Dynasty? Weren't their two princes beaten to death and disabled by the Tang family's prince?"

"No, the leader is not Long Jinyang, but someone else!"

"The Golden Dragon Dynasty can be called a ten-thousand-year dynasty, it seems that there is another trump card!"

Amid the discussion of the crowd.

Long Yaoyang brought the powerful men of the Golden Dragon Dynasty to the front of the Meteorite Palace.

His face was gloomy and murderous.

He looked like he was saying "Don't talk to me!"

After Long Yaoyang sat down, he closed his eyes.

He was waiting for Tang Xuan to come.

As time went by, the strong men came one after another.

Most of them were already there.

Only the Tang family's prince and Prince Qiansheng had not arrived yet.

In the crowd, Chu Yuan was wearing a cloak, with a strong hatred in his eyes.

At this moment!

The sky within a radius of ten miles suddenly turned blood red.

Surrounded by five hundred Shura Blood Guards.

The Tang family chariot flew over.

The strong murderous intent instantly shocked everyone.

Everyone's expression tightened.

"Here they come!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of thousands of horses galloping rang out in the opposite sky.

Eight black horses, five feet tall, appeared, stepping on auspicious clouds and dragging a carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was blown up by the strong wind.

A face full of evil and madness was revealed.

"That is the Wuzhui horse! I heard that this horse is the mount of the Overlord. After the Overlord died, Wuzhui also committed suicide, and the second generation of Wuzhui was born from its blood!"

"According to rumors, Wuzhui is extremely fierce and is a demon beast second only to the holy beast. After adulthood,The fighting power is no less than that of a strong man in the Enlightenment Realm!"

"Eight horses pulling a carriage, what a grand show! Young Master Qiansheng is too arrogant!"

Young Master Qiansheng was already dazzling enough.

Plus he took the initiative to challenge the Tang family's prince.

It pushed the two to the cusp of the storm.

Winners take it all!

This battle!

Whoever loses!

The reputation they have accumulated will also vanish.

It determines who is better!

It also determines life and death!

"Humph, is the Tang family's prince afraid of me, hiding and not daring to come out, and only sending some cats and dogs to die? "

In the carriage, Master Qiansheng spoke.

At this moment, he was like a long sword drawn from its sheath, and those who stabbed him dared not look at him.

Even those as strong as Chu Yuan, Long Yaoyang, Qinghong Saint, Zikui Saint, etc., were also dignified.

He can be called Qiansheng!

How can he be incompetent!

"Hmph, why do I need an emperor's son to kill you? I, Tang Aoshi, am enough!"

On the Tang family chariot.

Tang Aoshi's momentum was not inferior.

He was also a strong man with a natural divine body and a sequence of emperor's sons.

"Hahaha! With you, this master can beat you with one hand!"

Master Qiansheng was full of disdain.

"Really? Then take my sword! "

Tang Ao Shi had such a bad temper that he just waved his hand and swung a sword.

The sword light swallowed and exhaled the energy of heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye it soared a hundred feet, cutting a scar in the void.

"So powerful, the sword intent has reached the point where it can do whatever it wants, the Tang family's imperial son sequence is indeed well-deserved!"

Someone exclaimed.

"Hahaha, you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert! Break them for me!"

Mr. Qiansheng condensed the seal of his giant palm and crushed Tang Ao Shi's sword energy.

At the same time, the palm seal did not disappear, and it grabbed towards Murong Yunshang, Mo Yuezhu and Tang Jiuyou.

"Since Tang Xuan, that coward, dares not come out, let his woman accompany me to have fun first! "

The power of the palm print shook the world, and even a strong Shura Blood Guard was suppressed and unable to move.

Tang Ao Shi's face changed slightly.

The strength of Master Qiansheng was more terrifying than he had imagined.

At the critical moment!

A sound of a piano sounded.

Zheng!

The visible ripples in the void, which came later but arrived first, blocked the Tang family chariot.

Bang!

With the sound of the explosion, Master Qiansheng's palm print was shattered.

At the same time, the aftermath swept across the sky.

"Not good! "

Mr. Qiansheng's face changed, and he quickly put out both palms to resist the sound of the piano.

Puff puff puff!

Eight blood horses comparable to the Enlightenment Realm were directly torn apart by the sound of the piano.

A blood mist rose all over the sky!

Then the luxurious carriage also collapsed.

Mr. Qiansheng fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and a ten-foot gully was smashed.

In front of the entire imperial city!

There was a dead silence!

Everyone was stunned.

What happened just now?

The powerful Mr. Qiansheng was actually blown away by a sound of the piano.

There was no power to fight back at all.

The huge contrast made many people a little dazed.

At this time, the tiger roared.

The power of the holy beast shook the sky and split the earth.

On the tiger's back, the exiled immortal holy shadow, holding the ink song, looked indifferent.

"With just this little strength! Dare to speak arrogantly in front of this emperor? ”

“Who gave you the courage!”